Writing this post has been difficult and it’s not what I had planned. The horrors of violence and suffering in Paris, Beirut and around the world have intermittently immobilized me over the past several days. How could I possibly write about hair and other topics of relative insignificance? How could I publish photos of a smiling face, when I have felt a range of emotions that have included sadness and grief, accompanied by confusion and disbelief? So many people have been victimized, here in the United States and across the planet. There seems to be no end to the trauma, pain and anguish that unfolds with increasing intensity.
I have no answers. Only empathy and a desire to create peace and healing within myself and respond to others with kindness and compassion. Anything that I write feels simplistic and inadequate to address the heartbreaking and unspeakable agony of so many, as I currently exist in relative privilege and safety in contrast to those who are living in overwhelming fear.
The photos that I publish today are out of focus and a bit “fuzzy,” having been taken indoors five days ago with my phone on the fly. Somehow the imperfections reflect my current status. I’m fine with it.
I have learned that creativity is healing. It is a belief that I hold dear. So I will move forward with my post today, just as I have in the past during times of uncertainty and grief.
My goal of growing out my hair from red to silver has been accomplished. Thank you Charlie Price HERE, artist extraordinaire, for cutting my hair and launching a new era. Where there is life there is hope.
Linking up with Patti’s Visible Monday HERE, Catherine’s #iwillwearwhatilike HERE and Cherie’s Shoe And Tell HERE.
Thank you to Ari Seth Cohen of Advanced Style for the inclusion in “20 Senior Style Instagram Accounts That Can’t Be Missed” HERE and Sylvia of 40+Style for the inclusion in “Is There A Big Difference Between Dressing For 45 Or 65 Or 85?” HERE.
Hello, Judith! I haven’t been by in a while, but it looks like you’ve been busy and living a good life, as usual. Shelley mentioned that you had let your hair grow out to silver and I just had to come see. It is beautiful! I’m sure you’ll find it liberating and inspiring to have a new look. I found that I look better with lighter hair, and I like not trying to keep up with dying. Vive l’argent!
I LOVE the new look of your hair Judith! It’s even better than the red. xoxoxo
Judith, you look amazing. I can certainly understand the feelings of not wanting to gloss over the events of the last few days, but on the other hand I do think that “carrying on” and finding beauty and joy in the world is how we survive and ultimately triumph.
Judith, my lovely icon, your words speak for all of us. I believe we have all felt this exact solemn way the past few weeks and yet, like you, I believe reaching within our positive energy we can still show one another and the rest of the world that there is still a lot of good in this world. Just look at you and all our fellow kind hearted friends. And sometimes just focusing on the change of a beautiful growth of hair is what we need to bring joy into our lives. Much love to you.
To paraphrase Ian Rankin, we are all Parisian now. Agree with the comments here, it is important to carry on with our lives – and your hair looks stunning, Judith, you are even more beautiful than ever.
Judith,
Thank you for your thoughtful and moving post.
You are a bright spot in the world.
So appreciate the comments on creativity, beauty and your unwavering testiment and delivery of positive energy which translates as faith, hope and love.
Many Blessings,
PS: The new hair is fab…and love your style sensibilities.
SAL
YOUR. HAIR. LOOKS. FABULOUS!!!! I’m so glad you took the journey. Whatever you decide to do with it in the future, I’m delighted (though not surprised) to see that you look great in any color you choose.
How I feel about Paris – how anyone feels about Paris – has already been stated by people far more eloquent than I, and could fill – WILL fill – many books in the future. Where that’s concerned, I can add nothing.